Disgorge - Viscose Oseal Fibroma lyrics

Twenty dollars out of momma's purse bough

us a tank of gas

And some Redman tobacco

when we were just teenage kids

Me and my old buddy Leroy,

we'd go driving around

If there was trouble to be found,

then man we dang sure did it

Cutting doughnuts in the fields

'Till old man Smith would call the cops

He'd come runnin' down his crops

And I reckon he's still wonderin' who that was

But that was us

Now some of these old local boys moved on

but we never changed a bit

Never had a lick of sense, least that's what

some folks said

Then we finally turned old enough to buy our

own beer

Don't remember much about that year,

just lucky we ain't dead

'Cause somebody said they saw some boys

With a truck looked just like mine

Tryin' to pull down that old water tank

That sits out on the country line

And people wonder why it leans the way it does

That was us

Seems like small towns never change

But things get tough when times get hard

And they said when he got sick

Old man Smith would've lost the farm

'Cause he was getting' way behind on all his bills

'Till somebody brought his crops in from the fields

Yeah and folks 'round here still woneder who

that was

That was us